Hacking up a little Thanksgiving
Henry's Thanksgiving break started last week on Wednesday. Tomorrow he heads back to school. The kids around these here parts get the Monday after Thanksgiving off because that's the first day of hunting season. I *always* forget that there's a specific reason for having today off, and then when someone reminds me why, it never fails to amaze me. It's been a nice break. Last year Henry got sick his first day off from school, threw up Thanksgiving night, and didn't truly feel better until the day before school started. This year he was operating at 100% health, as was Holly, which I'm very thankful for. Dave's parents came up for a few days and helped wear out the kids. Dave and I went on a double-date with good friends to see "Breaking Dawn", and also managed to sneak out another day to do some window shopping downtown. We all had a great time and Dave and I managed to pack on some pounds so you know the food was good.
Meanwhile, I've been wrestling with a cough for the last two weeks and finally decided to go see a doctor about it this morning. I left his office with a prescription for antibiotics. I later told Dave that once I had the validation that I am actually sick, I finally admitted to myself that for the past two weeks I really haven't been feeling all that great, that in fact, I've been maybe feeling sort of lousy but have been powering through it. Denial is my gift. I have a better understanding of what Dave does to survive the semester and why he gets sick as soon as classes end. Oh, and, he's crazy. I'm not though, I'm hopped up on antibiotics! Woohoo!
Would someone like to come over and give my dog a bath? She stinks.